Monthly Archives: May 2015

The Box in Umoja Park #5 Mysteries are those things you do not know because you can not not you will not Mysteries are what lie inside all the boxes you hold inside your head you hold inside your head … Continue reading →

The Box in Umoja Park  # 4   the box is on a bench left there by someone for some reason or none or none just random non-performance art performance art sounds like the guy on the barstool next to … Continue reading →

The Box in Umoja Park #3 The box of magic full of poetry and paintings paintings and concertos The box I never saw as a child but aways wanted to see always wanted to be How long is it before … Continue reading →

The box in Umoja Park #2 The box The box on a rug The box on a rug on a bench The box unopened one might think about opening it one might one might have a plethora of dreams and … Continue reading →

The Box in Umoja Park # 1   (item 27) One sees but doesn’t know one sees one always sees One sees the Tardis or doesn’t like many other daily things Must we always attach meaning to  “things” as though they … Continue reading →

Sometimes a Poem Sometimes a Poem is burning a hole inside my head and must be written sometimes a Poem Sometimes a Poem tells me it will change the world or some small region Sometimes a Poem has been waiting … Continue reading →

Memorial Day 2015 If you tell a lie big enough and keep repeating it, people will eventually come to believe it.-Hermann Goering What I choose to remember on this day- everyone is different everyone is free to disagree What I … Continue reading →

And another day dawns There are always the memories of whom I could of been of whom I could yet be where I could be living with whom with whom I can’t change anything of the past now would I … Continue reading →

4/3/15   #3 If you can’t write about your accident which was not your fault which was not your fault except as you should suspect that too many drivers think of yellow lights just turned red as a challenge Just as … Continue reading →

4/3/15  #2 Of course it’s not the same PTSD of returning veterans or the recent train survivors it’s just an accident and it’s just one moment and just like getting attacked while peacefully demonstrating it’s over and done over and … Continue reading →